Reed’s POV
Fuck. She really just did that.
I stood there in the living room with my c**k still rock hard, throbbing painfully against my zipper, her sweet slick still coating my fingers. Aria had run off like a scared little rabbit, leaving me hanging after she got me all worked up. My body was buzzing, every nerve on fire, and she just pushed me away and bolted.
God damn it. I hated how easily she could do this to me. One minute she’s moaning into my mouth, hips grinding on my hand like she couldn’t get enough, the next she’s acting all high and mighty, saying she doesn’t want anything to do with us anymore. Wants to give that pretty p***y to Zane instead. The thought made my blood boil and my d**k twitch at the same time.
Why the hell does she get under my skin like this? It’s probab
